Category Archives: Crazy for life

Seven nation

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White shirts, pink shirts, blue shirts, neat shirts
derbies and the black pressed underpants
shave that beard and loose the longhair
cut on bubbles after hours, have martini
mother wants you home by ten
is this what you’ve meant?
waking up at seven, going in at eight
cigarette at midday splitting up the day
working in an office posing as a clerk
serving for the country in the kindest way
communism negation in a socialistic nation
is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?

got a girl that’s dressed in leather
watches Oprah, thinks she’s clever
at the shop she cleaned a headgear
feeds the beaver, pushed a lever
she looks stunning like a badger
is this what you’ve meant?
like a chef she cooks a rabbit
that looked dead before you had it
goes to church one year in seven
wants some kids but cats are glaring
and the bourbon says she’s had it
is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?

having taught you scored a shiny diamond
you have gained blue painted marbles
growing heavier by the hour, you’re in pain…
friends you’ve left in ivy leagues knew better
worthy is the patience to inherit and not gather
is this what you’ve meant?
nation ranked eleven on a scale from one to heaven
perfection by the books based on telling how they look
down to earth the greatest fear is to see but not to hear,
honeybees are used to follow even when the queen is hollow
colored yellow, scented sweet, break your back…
is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?

is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?
break that glass…
is this what you’ve meant?
shove it up that ass…
is this what you’ve meant?

now is that what you’ve meant?

Vision

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I want to hide from the present day
in a conscious thought of my own
beaten and outside the law
my God has forgotten me
the steps go down,
from the darkness that is left to shine
I want to run
why won’t you let me be a sinner?
beauty that I crave
when nothing else can’t touch me
I just need to feel
the deserts sliding through my hearts,
into so much place to build
I want to hide from me now
my face covered in dust
no mirrors to see me
only essays in art,
I am a sinner
love is for the absent mind
it does not obscure my eye
I can still see words in between…

Old cotton

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“We all imagined his hesitant, stammering manner
Merely concealed his heart’s strong core,
But he had his misery, his hesitant stammering manner
And nothing more”
– Mary Megan Scorato’s poem for Dr. White
Mount Misery by Samuel Shem

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Old cotton in my coat just married with new leather
I wonder if eleven years will bring at least another seven
and if I pray to Jesus and the saints and Holy Mary
my heart may come to life and fall in love with Jenny…

The coat I bought in Central Store I never sewed a patch
it’s like that constant feeling you have known but rarely had,
I did not see at first nor did I really want, it got imposed
but soon I fell for good, so down that no one understood…

Old cotton tainted brown it lived and traveled all around
the stories bound to tell are more than I could spell
had I for each a nickel my words would touch not tickle
and the image that it sells makes the good girls slowly melt…

Cotton coat with dark-brown leather suites me like a feather
like the letters that I wrote when bouncing off the heavens
and the late night promises while holding hands together
it turns me into a gentleman, a fellow with good manners…

But when I put on my leather coat everything turns dark
in the cotton dreams that follow I’m a giant built from sparks
I crush and burn and love the thousand miles of road ahead
and nothing’s going to stop me from blowing up your bed…

Remember

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Doubts and dreams and dragons
blurred all things we did together
how come I do not remember
what made me ask you out,
was it cream or was it sugar
in the very first cup of coffee
was it good or was it crappy
on the street or after pancakes,
sympathy or desperation
I still search my inspiration
if there was a single thing
I have found to make me cling
how come I do not remember
was it May or in December,
did we take a trip to Spain
booked a train or airplane
simple things we used to say
and the days we’ll celebrate
what’s your flower did I know
yellow dress or bleu ciel,
is it lost or wasn’t there
what’s the color of your hair,
did I really see your eyes
or drank soda telling lies,
and the songs I used to play
did you like or did you fake,
how come I do not remember
was it sand or was it pebbles
did we swim or did we slander
what it feels to be together,
were I sleeping or awake
something’s off, did it break
and I’m trying to remember
what I loved in late November…

The Great Fall

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Give me back my summer
and the train trips to the north,
all the walks we took from may to autumn
the hours that we called,
kissed my lips in late October
dancing late on uphill flowers blue,
watching sunsets in the distance
and the purple star of me and you….

All the songs we shared that winter
had a note of missing you,
eased with me in evening snowing
in a room with dreams above,
yellow flowers in the cold rain
we drank red tea after hours,
and the day we left for wonders
I have loved you more the same…

I, the Sun

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I’m a lover, I’m the Sun,
wondering reason and a question in the making
If I’m breathing tell me why
will I love you, will I be the One?
arms unveiled to the skin
when I’m walking do I ever sing?

I am slowly falling,
will you care to hold my hand
the words are all the same…
show me that you care,
steps towards the lightning
write me stories if you dare…

I’m a sinner, rolling in the dark,
feet cold no shoes I am drawing stars,
and the water in your eyes
wash my chest don’t say goodbye
my arms are growing feathers
we are angels nursing prayers in the night…

Rock and Roll (II)

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Rock and roll took my soul
this demon crawled inside and put fire to my bones,
it came hot like bad emotion
pressed hard, turned fast on the highway to the heart,
I find myself completely lost
Oh give me dear God a sharper sense to seize the danger!
drums are everything I hear
while dancing with a stranger the darkness feasts on fear,
where do my notes begin?
black tea once a Tuesday evening ended faster than it should,
I wonder if it really would
for sleeping on the music makes the lyrics fall in place…

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Once upon a time

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Alice has got a brand new hook
she’s reading stories from a dusty red book,
legends and truth as it may seem
keep her tied to the library’s stream…

Once upon a time there was a Prince
handsome bastard that lived on a whim,
his castle of gold and the throne were foretold
he rode white horses as the pages rolled…

And Alice kept up drinking words
she was feeding on reflected synonyms
a world she built from scattered dreams,
her hands heal yet her reason kills…

In the late of March the rabbits reest
and a toast it takes to start the feast,
Alice dances closer to the beast
and that’s a rumor to the least…

To my lover

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Rise and shine my morning star, breathe in air and feed on light,
fight the ghosts with found new heart
don’t wait long for I’m not far,
in the valley of despair salt does melt and builds up hope
for the prayers that’d been told the dull dust may turn to gold
and the small steps that you took bring you closer to the truth,
needles and pins are painted green
and the youth that held your soul has evolved to so much more
and these bricks to make up walls went instead to patch up holes
in the houses where it’s cold
in the hands of those who fold…

Rise with mornings in the sun, naked feet to wash out dew
eyes wide open to the deeper blue
and I’ll love you to my bones where the dreams may come to…

Gone bad

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One taste,
one step,
doors locked, lights off…
turn off the beast!
I took it in my hand
the whirlwind dance of sin;
open up
perform
cloths fall when you fly high…
Lips are acid
sweat is sugar,
baby is staying young
the darkness is my cougar –
push hard
pull close,
candlelight too bright
love’s on a leash,
kneel and kiss
don’t yell to break the spell,
sink to the bottom
drink once more,
cold water
fresh beer
hot honey,
I put heart not money…